I just can't help believing...

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{Six hours later}

Your boyfriend drives his car into Memphis' main road. You squeal happily, making your boyfriend laugh. You look around to see if there are any directions to Graceland. You sigh, not seeing anything. Then, suddenly, your boyfriend drives out of the road. "Hey! Where are you going?!" You ask him, being worried. He chuckles, pointing at a big sign with his eyes. You look at it: to GRACELAND. You can swear you are going to faint. 

You nervously play with your hands, trying not to scream. How is it possible that you're going to meet the Elvis you've always wanted to see?! 

 How is it possible that you're going to meet the Elvis you've always wanted to see?! 

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"Baby." You hear your boyfriend whispering, so you look up, seeing the gates of Graceland. "Go!!!" You yell, smiling happily. You see him chuckling, then you look at the small mirror, fixing your hair and makeup. "Chill down, honey... It's 4 pm.." He says, looking at you. You shake your head, before looking at him. "I need to be mentally ready." You say while your voice trembles.

The gates open in front of you, letting your boyfriend pull into the driveway. You're in Elvis' driveway?! Isn't that amazing?! You inhale deeply, closing your eyes and gripping the fabric of your blouse. Your boyfriend places a hand on your thigh to make you calm down. You hold his hand tightly, almost squeezing it. He then parks the car in a free spot in front of the main door. 

"AH!" You scream loudly, making your boyfriend quickly get out. "Damn, Y/N! I told you not to scream in the car!" He yells, covering his ears. "Aw, I'm sorry baby! I just am so happy!" You apologize, climbing out as well. You wait for him to lock the car, then approach the door. "Do you have to get in from a special entrance or from here?" He asks you, taking out a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it up. "Baby, won't you please stop? At least here?" You ask him, frowning. He nods his head and puts the cigarette away. You take the first step inside Graceland, breathing heavily. 

The butler looks at you. "Hello. Do you have an invitation?" He asks you, you nod your head and show him the ticket and the letter. He smiles at you, then lets you go around. You walk inside the living room, noticing the beautiful sofa, the paintings... Priscilla's portrait on one wall. You notice some other guests in the same room, trying to touch the furniture. You clear your throat, making them glare at you. "Excuse me if I cough." You sarcastically reply, rolling your eyes. 

You then walk towards Vernon's office. You smile, seeing portraits of Elvis leaning against his father's desk. You look around, this is the place where Elvis shot the conference after his army comeback. You were 8 when that conference went live streaming on television. You constantly check the time, not wanting to miss your meeting with HIM. "Won't you like to see the rooms, baby?" Your boyfriend asks, rubbing your lower back. You nod your head, walking upstairs with him. 

 

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